Mary Newlon
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The gusts of the wind, blast,
Ripping houses from there planted down beds.
The blowing ceases to last
But it’s enough to cause some to be dead
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I'm gone fishing in the pool of dreams
and I'm stuck with the shallow side.
You obviously havent taken a stroll through my world.
It's not exactly a walk through the land of opportunities.
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For blood stained t-shirts.
For tear pierced eyes.
For the mourning of tomorrow,
and the restless sighs.
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Tornado
The gusts of the wind, blast,
Ripping houses from there planted down beds.
The blowing ceases to last
But it’s enough to cause some to be dead
To watch a loved one fly to there death
Is too painful for describing
We watch them fall and hold our breath
As we listen to friends subscribing
Our land is flat
And it makes us prone
To bring us up to that
And just might take us to our heavenly home.
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